Lost Love Small Story

I lived in a city, but the city was in summer. I wanted to see the country; I wanted to walk in the woods and see green trees. I had a little red car, and I had a map, too. I drove all night out into the country. I was happy in my car. We had a very good summer that year. The country was very pretty in the early morning. The sun was , and the sky was blue. I heard the birds in the trees. And then, my car stopped suddenly. “What’s wrong?” I thought. “Oh dear, I haven’t got any petrol.